Posted on 17/04/201526/10/2020 by Mymuse13At the Zoo I saw Mother, captive gorilla in the humid luminescence of the pit at the zoo. Some sort of fight was going on. She was cowering under a chlorinated waterfall, red-eyed. Punks among us on the public concourse taunted Father. He rampaged round the jungle of house plants, prehensile feet slipping on patio slabs, slamming into the steel door.